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Published twice a semester by the 
Freshman College Rhetoric Class, 

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Editor Tesley Angell 

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We trust that the contents of the Green Book will afford as 
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has to us. 

We regretted that we were unable to issue the third volume 
of the Green Book at its appointed time (April 1st.), due 
to the Evangelistic Campaign held in Wollaston during March, 
and to the manifold and more pressing duties. 

We believe that the delay in its publication has added to 
the excellence of this volume. 

- Editors 



Mental Yagrancy 


A Ch8t with a College Senior Armond Rush 

Losing Supper, Train and Reputation Dorothy Peavey 

"A Modest Proposal" Tesley Angell 

Familiar Quotations Arline Leavitt 

The Approaching Storm S. Miroyiannis 

The Least Shall Be Greet Armond Rush 

Patience with a Capital P ■ Dorothy Peavey 

My Ideal College Girl Edith Angell 

Little Things Arline Leavitt 

My Private Collection of College Pests Armond Rush 

(Book Review) To College Girls Lois Burgess 

3.N.C. Student Gets Three Months at 

Charlestown Prison Dove Henson 

Herr Q. Liedtz Tesley Angell 

The Talue of the Weekly Letter Arline Leavitt 

The Chapel Clock Speaks Armond Rush 

Forum College Rhetoric Students 


Mental Yagranoy 

"Tou can lead a horse to water 
But you can't make hire drink; 
You can show a Freshmen hooks, 
But you can't make him think." 

Somewhere I have picked up this hit of homely philosophy and I 
have never been able to forget it. 

The actions of the mind are peculiar and at times exceedingly 
annoying. One may spend all his young life carefully nurturing and 
bringing up his tender mind in the way it should go, hut when it has 
heen "brought up to college estate away it seems to go. It is not 
the least bit particular where it goes either. One sets before it a 
colossal volume on Geology containing many mighty thoughts and more 
mighty words. The vagrant mind, however, is not content with this 
delectable brain food but needs must wander off to the newspaper 
rack, to-morrow's plans, nothing at all, or imaginary scenes of future 
greatness. If you try to confine it to European History, it travels 
to the theme you must write for College Rhetoric. If College Rhetoric 
is the study of supreme importance, away goes the vagrant to your de- 
sire for a drink, or to the antios of a squirrel outside the window. 
It tells you that you need exercise and that you could study better 
if you played ball awhile. "Any place but the textbook", is its 
motto. It is like the dog that passes by the nice, juicy roast at 
home to go rummaging in the neighbor's back yard for old bones. 

Everyone is ambitious to dig out the treasures of knowledge but 
digging requires concentration and concentration is impossible unless 
the will C8n control the brain. Unfortunately it wes not seen fit 
that the mind should deal with a hundred and one subjects at the same 
time and form a clear idea of each one. One must seek by careful, 
painstaking effort so to strengthen his mind and bring ti under his 
control that he can readily direct his thoughts to any subject he 
wishes. Then one een stop the tendency of the mind to pley the 
tramp he h8s progressed a long way in gaining his education. 

Newton, Descartes, and Bacon attribute their success to their 
ability to concentrate. Helvetius said, "Genius is nothing but a 
continued attention". So Freshmen there is some hope for us after 


"Lives of great men all remind us 
le can make our lives sublime." 


'The fence across the street looked perfectly sound, bright , and 
new in its fresh coat of kalsomine, hut it deceived only the stranger. 
Those who had lived in that vicinity knew thpt underneath the white- 
wash along with many hoards of strong fibre were a few that were weak 
and rotten. 

At the beginning of the school year everyone was coated "by a 
friendly glamour. The newness end strangeness gave the impression 
of moral strength, ability, and soundness. We were unable to judge 
the true worth of one another. We needed to live awhile in each 
other's neighborhood. 

Uow the whitewash is almost entirely worn off. If one has been 
hiding behind bluff, the professors see his true value. If one has 
studied well, they perceive that also. The week character is dis- 
covered under its coating of boldness. Under shyness and awkward 
manners is often found a person of grit, determination and sterling 

The whitewash is wearing off 8t E.N.G. We hope that every 
board proves strong. 

- Editor - 


Co-operation adds pleasure to work. The splendid support given 
to the Sreen Book by its advertisers, and by the members of the 
College Rhetoric Class has made the Business Manager's task a 
pleasant one. Also we are much indebted to Miss Cutter and 
Miss Macintosh for their careful and timely work as typists for 
the Green Book. 

A Chat with a College Senior 

"Congratulations, Mr. Senior. Doubtless you have feelings of 
exultation akin to those of a runner who has broken the tape in the 
preliminary tryouts for the Marathon race, and who is thus qualified 
to compete in the 'long run*." 

My graduating schoolmate clasped firmly my outstretched hand. 
His smile disclosed satisfaction at the accomplishment of a difficult 
task. In his hearing there was not the slightest intimation of the 
self-consciousness of a great deed done. His reply, however, veri- 
fied my presumption. 

"Yes, for eight years I have been looking forward with pleasure 
to the time when I should he prepared to step from college, and 
strive for my diploma in the University of Life." 

"I suppose," I continued, "there were times during your school 
career when you became discouraged; times when you were apparently 
defeated, and you felt that the odds were overwhelmingly against you." 

He nodded, and I went on. 

"And it is quite likely that you saw young people who were earn- 
ing good saleries, end who seemed to be enjoying prosperity while 
you struggled on, depriving yourself of many pleasures, and working 
many nights into the 'wee hours' of the morning. Were you not tempted 
to leave your books, and cast your lot with those who seemed to be 
getting the best for the least?" 

"Yes," he answered, "I have had those experiences. I am greatly 
indebted to my friends, to my schoolmates, and to my instructors for 
my success. Meny times I have been encouraged by a friendly word 
to press on in my efforts. Our instructors were aware of the per- 
plexities end temptations that assail a student. More than once their 
animating talks have aroused my reserve energy, and strengthened my 
determination to 'fight to the finish.'" 

"Mr. Senior, you have not only earned a degree and won a diploma; 
you have also established a precedent. Your achievement shows that 
a young man or woman can surmount obstacles, and secure an education. 
In a sense you are a pioneer in educational advancement. We who are 
struggling upward can take coursge as we recognize these truths; the 
fact that you have succeeded gives us reason to believe that we too 
can succeed." 

His reply was modest and simple. 

"Do not accredit my achievement to me alone. Remember my friends 
and their words of encouragement; compliment my instructors for their 
timely speech; and give due credit to my schoolmates who have worked 
with me shoulder to shoulder, who have shared my defeats and victories, 

and who have entered heartily into student activities end pleasures 
with me. • And most of all, I am indebted to Him who has instilled 
within me the will to work, the ambition to succeed, and the deter- 
mination to overcome difficulties in the way to success." 

Once more I clasped his hand, and said, "To such a man as you 
we count it a privilege to p©y our honors. As you leave the hells 
of E. N. C. go with the consciousness that she has profited by your 
having been here. We have won from personal contact with you a 
respect for earnest endeavor and unselfish loyalty. To you who have 
patiently toiled upward over rough paths and barren spots, leaving 
behind you the cool, shaded valleys with their green pastures and 
their babbling brooks of fleeting pleasures, we owe a debt of grati- 
tude for inspiration and encouragement. Now you stand on the peak 
of intellectual attainment, and eagerly scan the widespreading 
vista of Life. Remember that our esteem, our love, our prayers are 
with you as you 'go forth' into the 'fields white unto the harvest. * w 

- Arraond Rush - 

n A Modest Proposal" 

I would like to interest some philanthropic or public-spirited 
students in a proposition to ereot, construct, or otherwise devise 
in the class rooms some means for the parking of partially eaten 
Needums, Fruit Squares, Necco Wafers, Hershey's, O'Henry's and other 
sweets, including light lunches and ehewing gum. 

This unique proposal if properly carried out would increase the 
efficiency of the pupils, restore the shattered nerves of our pro- 
fessors, be a source of delight to the janitor, and oause thousands 
to flock to our college. 

What an excruciatingly painful sight it is to see a young man 
in hasty attire making his breakfast from a blue and white striped 
box, or a fair young maiden consuming a delectable confection or 
chewing her gum with an air of bovine contentment, rudely disturbed 
by the harsh olamor of the last bell. He or she hesitates by the 
door and ponders upon his or her dilemma. Shall he attend class 
with a box of Educator biscuits protruding in an undignified manner 
from his coat pocket? Shall she throw her candy sway when there is 
still two and one- half cents worth remaining? Shall she put it in 
her pocket and allow the soft chocolate to mix with hairpins, a 
powder puff, and a green handkerchief? Shall she be forced to con- 
tinue the masticatory process of her lower maxillary merely for the 
want of a proper place for the safe disposal of her Wrigley's? This 
proposed parking plan is the need of the hour. Uo sohoolroom should 
be without it. 

For this parking place, I have several suggestions to make. It 
would be a large oabinet with air-tight glass doors set just inside 
the entrance. In it would be a number of pigeon-holes to correspond 
to the number of students using that room. 3ach" student would be 
given his own private hole, I would suggest that the oabinet be 
painted a vivid yellow to harmonize with the chocolate color of the 
candy on the inside. To add to its artistic merit I would also sug- 
gest that on the top rest a bronze group depicting the Wrigley tri- 
plets, Doublemint , Spearmint, and Juicy Fruit, a bowl of gold fish, 
and a picture of Mr. 0. Henry. 

Imagine how easy it would be for the students to concent rat a, 
relieved of the nerve-wrecking strain of trying to learn their lessons 
and at the same time consume their candy, lunch, or chew their gum, 
without slighting the study in hand or losing any of their epicurean 
delights. Try to figure up the number of years it would add to the 
lives of the professors who under the present system have frayed 
nerves from trying to drum knowledge into our heads to the accompani- 

ment of the click of the jaws end who ere subject to dizzy spells 
from watching the movements of these seme jews. 

The jenitor would not object to cleening this cebinet, for he 
would be allowed to keep for his own consumption all articles left 
over thirty days. 

This idea would give the College a unique position in education- 
el circles es the only school with perking facilities for the benefit 
of those who heve a sweet-tooth end ere not on e diet. Ho doubt it 
would 8ttrsct meny from the lerger colleges ebout. Possibly v/e oould 
heve the idee petented end sell it to Herverd end Yele for enough to 
build e new dormitory. 

Who knows whet would result if this modest proposel in the in- 
terest of public welfere were cerried? 

- Wesley Angell - 

yamiliar Quotations 

Did you ever quote, or hear quoted, a line of poetry that you 
did not know the source of? If you did not, I am sure you ere the 
exception rather than the rule. Many of us have heard some partic- 
ular quotation since we were old enough to understand its meaning, 
hut we have never "been curious enough to investigate the author of 

Only 8 few d^ys ago a young lady of my acouaintance W88 reading 
Coleridge's "Ancient Mariner". When she came across the lines, 

"Water, water, everywhere, 
And ell the boards did shrink; 
Water, water, everywhere, 
Nor sny drop to drink," 
she exclaimed, "Well, I never before knew where those lines came 
from." I might add also that she is not the first one whom I have 
heard meke the same remark ebout the same lines. 

A short time ago when I was reading one of Thomas Grey's works 
I noticed the lines 

"Where ignorance is bliss, 
*Tis folly to be wise." 
If there is one quotation that I have used more than another, that 
is the one, and to me it is a wonderful sense of satisfaction to run 
across some old, familiar quotation like that, and to know its author. 
Since that time I have noticed several others, many of which have 
been of equal interest to me. 

Our Motto for College Rhetoric this semester is, 

"Not the little things for themselves, 
Not the big things apert from the little things. 
But the little things in and for their 
relation to the big things." 
In connection with that, I was very auch interested to note 
Samuel Johnson's words, which, I believe, convey a meaning somewhat 
similar. They are as follows: "There is nothing, sir, too little 
for so little a creature as man. It is by studying little things 
that we attain the great art of having as little misery, and as 
much happiness as possible." This also adds intensity to a chapel 
talk Mr. Miller gave us recently on "Things" and to one or two essays 
that have been written on the seme subject. 

Another quotation that I connected directly with College Rhetoric 
class was a line from Pope's "Hssey on Criticism", "True ease in 
writing comes from art, not chance." That seems to me to coincide 
with the essays we have read on "Learning to Trite" and others. Also 

from this ssme essay we get the very familiar lines, 

"A little learning is a dangerous thing; 
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring." 
If this is true - which we have proved it to be, for we often say, 
"The more we learn, the more we realize how little we know" - it must 
he for us to drink deep now that we h8ve tasted. However it might 
he to our advantage and for our encouragement to quote here one more 
passage also from the same author. 

"Whoever thinks s faultless piece to see, 
Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be." 
To be is not the right spirit, but after you have done your 
best on some work and even then the Professor criticises it end finds 
flews in it, do you not ever feel like cslmly quoting the quotation 
just mentioned to him or to her? I must confess that I have felt 
that way. But then I am reminded of Bacon's v/ords, "Discretion of 
speech is more than eloquence, snd to speak agreeably to him with 
whom we deal is more than to speak in good words or good order." 
Then more often I keep silent and accept, and try to heed the edvice 
given me by one who knows better thsn I. 

I believe that our motto at S. N. C. concerning dress regula- 
tions could be taken from Pope's "Essay on Criticism" also. That is 
the time honored one, "Avoid extremes; and shun the faults of such." 
Or another from the same source that might serve equally well, is, 
"Be not the first by whom the new ere tried, 
Nor yet the lest to lay the old aside." 
Evidently he believed in striking the happy medium, which I think 
is our policy 8lso. 

There is one quotation in particular that has always meant much 
to me. That is, "Oh, what a tangled web we weave 

Vifhen first we practise to deceive.'" 
This comes from Scott's "Marmion", and considering its background 
could you think of two lines that could express more of the feeling 
thet the insincere man must experience? It means to me that those 
words must neve been the very expression of Marmion 's soul when he 
realized ell the deceit that he was involved in. I have never ex- 
perienced it to the extent that Marmion must have, but concerning 
minor things I have often quoted it alsng with the one from the 

"Be sure your sins will find you out." 
The only way I know of to have no fear of being caught in something 
wrong is to be always in the condition of the Kind of which Dryden 


"She feared no danger, for she knew no sin." 

There is one quotation from Grey's "Elegy in a Country Church- 
yard" that I have thought considerably about and wondered whether 
or not it is true: 

"Full many a gem of purest ray serene, 
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean berr.' 
Full many a flower is "born to "blush unseen, 
And waste its sweetness on the desert air." 
I have wondered whether any flower can really waste all of its sweet- 
ness or whether it must do some one some good. The latter is the 
impression I have always had, "but even so, it is one of ray favorite 
quotations and there may he more truth in it than 1 realize. 

Another quotation that has involved considerable of my think- 
ing is the following from "Paradise Lost" "by John Milton: 
"The mind is its own place, and in itself 
Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven." 
;Ve often hear this quoted and every time I wonder if it is true, hut 
I have come to the conclusion that it necessitates a better psycholo- 
gist than I to determine its veracity. 

To quote again from Pope, who seems to be the author of more of 
our familiar quotations from any other one writer we have these lines: 
"Sood nature and good sense must ever Join; 
To err is human, to forgive, divine." 
We can very plainly see from that last line, which is so famous, that 
we are all human, but we are not all divine. 

Also from Pope's famous work "The Rape of the Lock" we have the 
following lines: 

"But when to mischief mortals bend their will, 
How soon they find fit instrument of ill." 
This refers us back to a few lines that come before: 

"A third interprets motions, looks and eyes; 
At every word a reputation dies." 
This would, no doubt, be more applicable to eighteenth century society 
than to ours, but there are gossipers in every age.' 
Lord Byron says: 

"But words are things, and a small drop of ink, 
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces 
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; 
'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses 
Instead of speech, may form a lasting link 
Of ages." 
Does it not behoove us to guard our words according to this quotation, 
and to guard even more carefully what we write? 

John Keats tells us in his "Ode on a Grecian Urn", 
"Heard melodies are sweet, but those 
Unheard ere sweeter." 
Wordsworth is a little more lenient with us, for he says in one of 
his sonnets: 

"Sweetest melodies 
Are those that ere "by distance made more sweet." 
But it seems to me that Pope strikes the key note and, with his 
admonition in mind, -I will stop; 

"Words are like leaves, 
And where they most abound, 
Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found." 

- Arline leavitt - 

The Approaching Storm 

In one of the nearby houses I could hear some one playing the 
piano; our little garden had grown suddenly dark, as a clcud passed 
over the sun. le could see but a few rays now reaching the gerden 
wall at the end, where a cat was bathing herself in the sunshine. 
One could- hear a slight sleepy hum of the very distant traffic; 
southward the sky became clouded and nature started to impress its 
melancholy on the human heart. The hens and chickens were making 
an unusual noise and now fine rain and mist had just begun to blow 
down in wavy sheets, alternately thick and thin. 

- 3. "JRiroyiannis - 


The Least Shell Be Great 

"Defeated again", mumbled Earl Whitmen, dejectedly placing his 
hat on a hook, and half throwing his books on the teble. His room- 
mate, Clinton Dodge, lowered the magezine he was reading, and asked, 

"What's the trouble now, Whitmen?" 

Earl did not answer at once; he threw himself on the bed and 
gazed for a moment at the ceiling, finally his eyes met the eyes 
of his roommate; in them he saw friendly confidence. 

"Nothing much, Clint. I suppose you'll think I'm a kid for 
being so upset over the matter; but I can't help it". 

Again his eyes turned to the ceiling; for a moment he wrinkled 
his forehead as though engaged in serious debate with himself. Clint 
said nothing. He knew that there was no drawing from Earl anything 
that he did not wish to tell. Whitman usually spoke when he felt 
that he should. 

"I thought sure I'd be elected oaptain of the College Five, but 
Phil was re-elected. You know, Clint, he is editor of the Oracle ; 
I wanted a chance to work some on our paper, but it's just my luck 
to have him win over me as he did. Now don't misunderstand me, 
Clint. I have nothing whatever against Phil Morris; in fact, we 
are good friends. But I don't understand why he should be elected 
to so many offices. He isn't such a brillient fellow; I'm sure 
that there ere others in school who ere just es cepeble es he. He 
never says much, but I must edmit that he is a very likable chep." 

"You are right. Whitman, he doesn't say much". Earl felt the 
note of admiration in Clint's voice. "But when there is e hard propo- 
sition to be put across, we know thet Phil Morris can do it, if it 
can be done. Why, last year when he was elected editor of the Oracle 
the paper was almost a failure; no one seemed to be interested in 
it. But within two months we couldn't print the paper fast enough 
to supply the demand. Then, there was our basket ball team, the 
College Five. It was on the verge of disorganizing; but after Phil 
was elected captain the fellows took on new courage and vim and we 
won every game that we played. There is something ebout Phil thet 
wins everyone's admiration." 

Earl wrinkled his forehead et the ceiling; Clint glanced at 
him, then resumed his reading, leaving Earl to his musings. "There 
is something ebout Phil that wins everyone's edmiration"; Clint's 
statement kept repesting itself in Eerl's mind. What was it in Phil's 
personality that caused Earl himself to respect him? Again and agein 
Earl tried to answer this question in his own mind. 

Suddenly an idea came to him; he sprang off the bed, put on his 
hat and was out of the room "before his roommate could answer his 
"See you later, Clint". 

Earl had resolved to learn the secret of Phil's success. He 
knew it wasn't wealth; Phil was a young man of very moderate mefns. 
Also he knew that Phil did not try to make himself popular; indeed 
it seemed to him that Phil tried to evade conspicuousness. 

If wealth could have "brought popularity among the students Earl 
would have been the most popular person in school; he came from a 
family which enjoyed many of the comforts of wealth. However, he 
was not a spendthrift nor a "sport"; he was studying for the ministry, 

as were many of the young men and women at College, where he was 

in attendance. He enjoyed a measure of popularity, hut he longed to 
take the initiative in some of the many activities of school life. 
His highest ambition at the present was to become the editor of the 
Oracle , the College paper; journalism was his hobby. 

He walked toward the Oracle office plunged in deep thought; his 
mission was one that would require tact and caution. He knew that 
he could not expect to obtain the information he desired direct from 
Phil; however, he hoped to learn from close observation the outstand- 
ing characteristic of Phil's personality. 

The cheerful "Come in" that answered his knock assured him that 
his friend W8S in his office; Phil's greeting was one of sincere 

"I want to congratulate you, Captain Morris", said Earl extend- 
ing his hand. 

"Thank you, Whitman". Phil's warm grip told Earl that there was 
not the least feeling of triumph on the part of his rival. 

"Won't you be seated? I want to finish this editorial before 
three o'clock; please excuse me for a few moments". 

Earl seated himself near Phil, picked up a copy of the Oracle , 
and pretended to be reading. At intervals he fixed a searching look 
on Phil's face; on it he saw written honesty, frankness and truth. 
He knew that the face was backed by a remarkable strength of charac- 
ter; but in spite of the story which the open face told him, he 
was still unsatisfied. 

He laid the Oracle aside; not wishing to disturb Phil, he picked 
up a Bible which he knew to be Phil's constant companion. There was 
nothing special that he wanted to read; he was thumbing the pages 
aimlessly when his attention was attracted by some writing on the 
front fly leaf in a very conspicuous place. He couldn't resist the 
temptation to read the words; as he read them his forehead assumed 
its characteristic wrinkle - he resd them again. Repeating them 

softly to himself he looked full into the fece of his friend, who 
was intent upon his writing. Gazing through the window Eerl said 
under his "breath, "Humility - that's it". He had found the secret 
of Phil's success and popularity; these were the words that Phil 
had written on the fly leaf, "For he that is least among you all, 
the same shall he greet." 

- Armond Rush - 

Patience with a Capital P 

I triad to think who was the most patient woman I had ever seen, 
and I came to the conclusion that Mother was. Have you ever seen a 
person who quite equalled your Mother in patience? I have not. The 
woman I am going to speak ebout is the most patient, loving Mother 
that ever was. She is a frail, slender woman, and the happy Mother 
of six children - five girls and one boy. You can readily see that 
a woman with such a family would have to have patience. 

I remember several instences when I was a child, how Mother 
would comfort us children. Time and time egain she has been so weary 
end tired she could hardly speak, and yet she has never been too 
weary to listen to our wants and help us with our problems; she has 
never tired of answering our many, and often ridiculous questions. 
But do you think Mother would ever turn us aside and say, "Oh, I 
don't know.' Don't bother me.' M No, she would endeavor to give us 
some kind of answer which would satisfy our curiosity. 

Many families have been separated simply because their parents 
took very little, if any, interest in them. It was quite different 
in our family. The youngsters were always content to stay in of an 
evening. Mother would sit down and play games with us or tell us 
stories. We had no desire to go out, but our own home had a great 
attraction for us. 

If we came home from school discouraged and downhearted over 
our lessons, Mother would encourage us. Be often thought we were 
too stupid to see through a problem in arithmetic, or we should never 
learn to spell correctly. Perhaps we would even cry to think how 
dense we were, but Mother would dry our tears, hug us to her, and 
then ask to see our problems. It seemed as if she always helped us 
out of such difficulties. She always had some new scheme by way of 
remembering things. It was different when Mother explained problems. 
The teacher could tell us half a dozen times, but when she had fini- 
shed we were about as "puzzled" as when she began. Not so when 
Mother explained. Everything seemed so clear, and nothing was any 
longer vague to us. 

How would you like to be shut in for two or three months at a 
time, taking care of the sick? Don't you think you might get im- 
patient or perhaps a little fretty. When one of us youngsters got 
the measles or the chicken-pox, it went through the family until ell 
six of us were in bed. A nurse would not do for us either. When we 
were very sick we had to have Mother take cere of us. We felt so 
much better when we saw her in the room. Medicine was not half so 
bitter when Mother gave it to us; and Just to feel Mother's hand 
on our fevered brow seemed to give us great relief. 

Tennyson said, "The training of a child is women's wisdom", and 
I agree with him. Mother certainly had to use tact in dealing with 
her children. I feel that I owe a great deal to my Mother for the 
method she sometimes used in punishing me. Perhaps that sounds very 
peculiar, hut nevertheless it is a fact. After I had done something 
which displeased my parents, instead of scolding me, they would often 
pray with me. This punishment seemed more then 1 could "bear. I 
often thought, oh, if Mother would only scold me or even spank me - 
anything hut prey with me. But I helieve now it was the best thing 
she could have done. It taught me to take things to Jesus. She 
not only prayed with me when things went wrong, hut she prayed as 
she tucked me into bed - and I don't helieve I ever shall forget some 
of those prayers. 

I have given you only the very smallest conception of Mother's 
patience; it would take years to tell you all o ? the unlimited 
patience and love Mother hed for us children. 

- Dorothy Peavey - 

My Ideal "College (Hrl" 

There ere many girls who go to college "to get" rather than 
"to give". Of course in a great measure we ell go to receive know- 
ledge and training, hut I think there is something more in college 
life. I know of one girl who when she went to college kept aloof 
from the other girls, not associating with or taking part in 
college activities. She received the highest avert ge in her class 
hut was a bore to herself as well as to others around her. One 
could not ask her to do anything unless he was greeted by the answer, 
"I can't, I have too much to do". And thus, after many answers like 
this, she is left alone, wondering why people do not desire her 
company. One can not help thinking that if this girl does not jar 
herself loose from the rut she is in she will not enjoy life in the 
f ut ure . 

The girl who thinks more of"giving"than of"receiving" is the 
one who will be successful in college life. She mey maintain a 
high scholastic standing and still think of others. This girl is 
able to find time, outside of studies, to be agreeable and pleasant 
to her schoolmates, is able to do the duties esked of her, small 
or lerge, gladly and efficiently, and enters heartily in the 
activities and social life of the college. She is the one who 

is apt to be a leader, and well she deserves it. This sort of 
all-round girl is my ideal "college girl". 

- Edith Angell - 

Little Things 

The old proverb, "The little foxes spoil the vines", show us, 
in a negative way, how important little things ere. It does not 
seem that a little fox could do much toward destroying a large vine, 
tut we know it can, and the same law holds true in every department 
of life. 

Little marks of punctuation scattered thru a manuscript do not 
look very important, hut they make all the difference in the world. 
It is said that the lack of one comma in a bill once cast "by the 
United States cost our government millions of dollars, We are prone 
to think that an occasional misspelled word or punctuation mark is 
of minor importance, but it is one of the "little foxes" and we 
would do well to use care or it may cost us something some day. Many 
stenographers have lost good positions for no other reason than the 
fact that they were careless about spelling and punctuation. They 
are little things, but they amount to a lot. 

We can not see anything bad about breaking minor rules occasion- 
ally while in college, neither does it seem important at the time, 
but those little things are only a meens to an end. If we do not 
learn to discipline ourselves enough to obey the minor rules in 
college, how can we ever discipline ourselves when we meet the bigger 
problems in later life? 

There are many other little things about which we are negligent. 
We often fail to realize the importance of apparently trivial acts. 
Some little deed of kindness or some simple manifestation of love 
for a person in need m8y not seem much at the time and may pass un- 
noticed, but it is sure to benefit some one. 

A few days ago when the snow and ice were melting a large stream 
of water running down both sides of 3est Sim Avenue made it very 
difficult to pass from the college grounds to the road. At noon time 
a little boy and girl were walking down the drive on their way to 
school. They came to the stream and wondered how they could possibly 
cross it without wetting their feet. Just then one of the young men 
came up the street and noticed their predicament. He picked his way 
across as carefully as possible and lifted first one and then the 
other ecross to the road. They smiled to him and thanked him, then 
both went running on to sohool. 

It was not much for that young man to help the little ones 
across the water, the big thing was his thought fulness that prompted 
the act. The children appreciated it, anyone who happened to see 
him thot more of him for doing it and he felt better to see them go 
on to school with dry feet. 

Thet is the way it is with many other things. Is it the special 
value of the little extras that mother has on the table when you go 
home thet you appreciate or is it her thought fulness in having what 
she knows you lite? 

Every day we may help some one by doing some little deed of 
kindness. We may do it unconsciously, but someone else may notice it 

"Count thet day lost whose low descending sun 
Sees from thy hand no worthy action done." 
After ell, it is the little things in life that count and they 
deserve our special attention. 

"Not the little things for themselves. 
Not the big things apart from the little things; 
But the little things in and for their relation to 
the big things." 

- A. S. Leavitt - 

My Privet e Collection of College Pest 8 

n At lest he is gone. Perhaps I can study now." 

I was glad when the door closed after my departing visitor who, 
with mere "gab", had stolen fifteen minutes of my valuehle time. 

By a determined effort I once more concentrated my mind upon 
my work. My mind was grappling with the Greet verb luo; he would 
not be conquered. Just as I was about to win in the struggle, a 
sharp rap at my door startled me, and allowed luo to escape my grasp 

I admitted my caller courteously, though a bit impatiently, con- 
soling myself with the hope that he would be brief. He hoped that 
he was not disturbing me, but he had failed to pay olose attention 
to an assignment in class, and he needed a little information con- 
cerning it. Of course, I lost only ten minutes in doing that which 
had already been done for his benefit; but with a little thought ful- 
ness on his part he could have saved that time for both of us. He 
left me to resume my struggle with a dieconoerted mind and luo . I 
remained undisturbed long enough to settle this difficulty. 

This problem over with, I went to the library to do some neces- 
sary reading. I was glad to find that everyone there seemed to be 
in a studious mood. I selected the book I needed, seated myself, 
and began reading an essay which required careful consideration. 

At the moment when my mind was tense in an effort to understand 
clearly e certain elusive thought, someone entered the library as 
though it were a sttge, end dropped his books on a table with en 
annoying thud. Wishing to attract further attention he coughed, 
dragged a chair back from the table, and spoke in a harsh undertone 
to a person nearby. He did not realize that some of his spectators 
were quite disgusted with his pestiferous behavior. There is noth- 
ing more annoying to sensible persons than the conduct of one who 
wishes to"create a sensation" in the library, dining hall, or class- 

Picking up the broken threads of thought as best I could, I 
proceeded with difficulty to finish my reading. Finally the .jum- 
bled ideas became comprehensible to my perturbed mind. 

But this happy state was short lived. My powers of concentra- 
tion were again dislodged by half-subdued whispers. Looking up I 
noticed that a young man had entered the library - a young man whom 
some oalled peculiar. This last fact I learned from the whispers; 
I noticed nothing strikingly peculiar about him- He quietly seated 
himself, and began studying; apparently he was unconscious of the 
glances of the Pharisaic "wise ones". There is nothing quite so 
repugnant to the fine sense of consideration 8S are the priggish 

actions of a person who looks askance at one whom he considers 
peculiar, or without the circle of a certain "set". Equally re- 
pulsive to true refinement and nobleness is the attitude of 8 men 
who disdains a fellow being as one who is uncultured or "common", 
forgetting that suoh a one has probably never had the advantages 
and opportunities of learning that he hts enjoyed. 

Pitying the scorner rather than the scorned, I once more 
delved into the essey. The evasive thoughts were at last oollected, 
and soon I had finished a second task. Rising and replacing the 
book on the shelf, I started for my room. 

As I glanced about, another disagreeable sight made an im- 
pression upon my mind. A student sat listlessly dreaming - he is 
the one who came to class this morning with his lesson unprepared. 
His excuse was that he didn't have time to do his work. He is ca- 
pable of doing splendid work, but he is satisfied with mediocre 
success - it costs him less effort. Quite likely to-morrow he will, 
in an annoying manner, flatter someone who has his work up-to-date, 
by telling him that he is quite intellectual indeed. I endeavored 
to put these unpleasant thoughts from my mind as I walked towards 
the dormitory. 

I entered my room end began preparations for retiring. But 
Fate allowed another pest to disturb my peace of mind. There was a 
knock at my door, and I admitted a visitor. He seated himself, and 
began talking in a friendly way. I conversed with him with equal 
friendliness for some time; then I began to think of my comfortable 
bed and my fatigue. His loud talking and boisterous conduct only 
increased ray weariness of mind. Finally when my part of the con- 
versation had dwindled into "yes" and "no", he decided to bid me 
good-night. With a sigh of relief I closed the door behind him, and 
turned to my bed. 

However, sleep did not come as soon as I had hoped. There was 
clinging to my mind a word that 1 did not care for particularly - 
the word pest . As I thought of the events of the dey, and of the 
annoying actions I had observed, I vowed that my conduct, from that 
time forth, should be kept free from all vexatious mannerisms. 

- Armond Rush - 

(Book Review) To College Girls 

by Le Baron Russell Brigge. 
To the Girl Who Would Cultivate Eerself. 

A hoy mey get eheed though poor if he is clever, hut e girl is 
handicapped" in the rough struggle for advancement, distinction, end 
wealth* . 

It is better for us to do a smell thing and do it well, than to 
try to do something beyond our ability end do it poorly. If you 
haven't the surroundings that you wish to have, do not think, "If I 
were in another place, I might do better". No matter ?/hat your 
surroundings or what you have to do, do it with all your might; as 
one might say, put yourself into it. 

Reeding is considered the best way in which a girl mey cultivate 
herself. However, her work should come first and the reading should 
be done in spare moments. She should be careful, in choosing the 
books she would read, to choese good books. 

To Schoolgirls at Graduation. 

3very graduate, after she is graduated, goes out into the world 
more or less. This is the time when people are set to thinking about 
you, and you are thinking about yourself. 

"Personal charm is one of the great and unexplained gifts from 
heaven", k girl may have charm and not recognize it, and if she did, 
it would be lost forever. 

College life should give a girl a better view of things. She 
should realize what is small 8nd what is large. Some people are so 
sensitive that if, for instance, they weren't invited to so-end-so's 
party, they would spend their time talking and brooding over it. There 
are so many plessant things in this beautiful world to talk and think 
about that we cannot afford to waste our time with such trivialities 
in life. 

"There 8re women, even young girls, in whose presence it is im- 
possible to dwell on a low thought, to live on any level but the 
highest --- women who are a kind of revelation of heaven". 

To College Girls. -- 

Many girls 8re thought to break down because of going to college, 
but it's never the studying that will hurt anyone physically. The 
social activities of college life may be the cause. 

The effect of college t reining on e girl's mind is promptly 
visible and nearly always delightful". A girl may go through college 
end afterwards get married. "Whet good will oollege do her?" you mey 
ask. "College life had teen her business once; domestic life wes 
her "business now: and her training had taught her to take up whatever 
wes her "business with a whole heart. The college life of the past 
enlarged and brightened the domestic life of the present. Her sweet- 
ness was intellectual ss well as moral. Her college life had made 
her e better companion to her husband, a better guide and guardian to 
her child. 

"At college, if you have lived rightly you have found enough 
learning to make you humble, enough friendship to make your hearts 
large and warm, enough culture to teach you the refinement of simpli- 
city, enough wisdom to keep you sweet in poverty and temperate in 
wealth. Here you have learned to see great and small in true relation, 
to look at both sides of a question, to respect the point of view of 
every honest man or woman, and to recognize the point of view that 
differs most widely from your own." 

- Lois A. Burgess - 

E.N.C. Student Gets Three Months at Chariest own Prison 
(An imaginary newspaper report) 

The members of the faculty of Eastern Nazarene College at 
holiest on have spent the pest week investigating the sensational auto- 
mobile theft which involves two of their most prominent students. 
Several students were suspended from the school in connection with 
minor thefts. It was 8lso brought to light that many of the students 
were "putting it over on the faculty". As a result of this investi- 
gation the college authorities have asked the entire Quincy police 
to co-operate with them. 

Russell T. DeLong, student pastor of the Nazarene Church at 
ilaltham, member of the College Senior class, editor of the Nautilus, 
and en active member of the Evangelistic Association of Eastern 
Nazarene College, wes found guilty of automobile theft in the 
Norfolk County Court today. 

Two weeks ago a Nash car owned by Mr. Wesley Archibald wes found 
abandoned on the Wollaston boulevard near East Elm Avenue. Mr. 
Archibald, whose home is in Lynn, is also a student of E. N. C. and 
wes in Wollaston at the time the car disappeared from his home. 

Professor Hugh C. Benner of E. N. C. testified that he and his 
wife were out walking one evening when they came upon e supposed 
petting party. Hearing a familiar voice Mrs. Benner turned to look 
and was astonished to see Belong and his fiancee in the Nash touring 
car. Professor Benner reported to the discipline committee and 
learned that Belong was taking liberties without the consent of the 

Professor Spangenberg, also of E. N. C, was shopping in Boston 
on the day of the theft. Seeing an unusual congestion in the traffic 
at Washington Street and wondering what could be the cause she 
approached near the curb. A Nash car wes stalled in the middle of 
the street and the police end some men were pushing the car to a near- 
by curb. Looking more closely she was astonished to discover that 
BeLong was its driver. 

Mr. Samuel Young, close friend of BeLong, was also thought to be 
implicated in the theft snd to have used the stolen car to transport 
home brew from his still to an up-to-date downtov/n Boston restaurant. 
Three weeks ago Mr. Miroyiannis and Miss BeSelvo were dining at the 
Waldorf. Miss BeSalvo, recognizing one of her classmates entering 
the room, smiled graciously. Mr. Miroyiannis, noticing that his 
companion's attention was attracted toward the entrance, turned and 
seeing Mr. Young motioned for him to come to their table. After 
much hesitating and a great deal of urging Young complied with 
Mr. Miroyiannis' summons. Young, who was very nervous, carried a 

suitcase in his hand. When he attempted to seat himself his foot 
slipped on the waxed floor end the suitcese fell smashing the 
bottles of brew. Officers were summoned end Young was taken into 
Custody. He was arraigned "before the police court and fined one 
hundred dollars. The Police testified today that Young had a Bash 
car in his possession at the time of his arrest. 

The trial reached its climax when DeLong confessed to having 
stolen the machine. All through the trial DeLong hed been chewing 
his tongue and pulling impatiently at his collar and tie. His 
fiance^ who was sitting near by, wept bitterly as he told of his 
many unsuccessful attempts before he finally msde his get-away. 
DeLong, the devoted lover of Doris Gale, seys thet he committed the 
unlawful act for her sake. She had longed to ride beside her Romeo 
in e real car. DeLong hed been unsuccessful at borrowing a machine 
and having no money was unable to hire one. His only solution wee 
to do a 8 he had done. 

"Three months at Chariest own" t said the judge dryly. "Next 
time don't be overruled by an emotional species of the opposite sex 

- Dove Hen son - 

Herr Q. Liedtz 

Herr Q. Liedtz was born in the wilds of the Black Forest of 
good German stock. His father, a frenkfurt maker and butcher of no 
mean ability, had from the constant swinging of s heavy cleaver at- 
tained an ox-like physique which his son inherited. Zven as an in- 
fant Q. showed promise of great strength. When only three months old 
this precocious child had grown a typical German crop of hair, abun- 
dant barbs about an inch in length, coarse and heavy. One day as he 
lay in his cradle two serpents came up and attempted to destroy him. 
Herr saw them coming end ducked under the covers. It happened, how- 
ever, th8t the top of his head showed. The snakes struck viciously 
at it and were impailed on the sharp points, instant death resulting. 
In about en hour young Herr Q. Liedtz came up for air. Taking in 
the situation, he pulled the snakes from his hair and begsn to play 
with their bodies. That night, when his mother peeped in to see if 
he was sleeping peacefully, she found him with his tiny fists clutch- 
ing the necks of the reptiles. Filled with pride, she hastened to 
tell the neighbors how her son had strangled two immense serpents. 

Perhaps it would be well to relieve your curiosity in regard to 
his nomenclature. The Q stood for Querulieren. This had been the 
middle name of the garrulous great-grandmother and the evil had been 
visited on the fourth generation. Herr Q. Liedtz was exceedingly 
touchy concerning his first name. The mention of it drove him mad. 
The first day he attended school the teacher inquired, "What is your 

"Herr Q. Liedtz", the boy replied. 

"And what does the Q stand for?" 

" - Nothing." 

"But it must stand for something", persisted the pedagogue. This 
was more than Herr's blood could stand. Picking up his lute he flung 
it at the teacher's head, killing him outright. 

Fear that his father would spank him for this melancholy breach 
of discipline, drove him to the woods. He was taken in by an old 
shepherd and treated as a son. There among the herdsmen he grew 
mighty in stature, excelling all in running, swimming, jumping, and 
tree climbing. 

Returning home, our hero sided his half-brother in throwing off 
the yoke of the city of Orchomenus and was rewarded when the princess 
Megara consented to become Frau Q. Liedtz. Frau Q. Liedtz, after a 
few years of wedded life, became curious as to the meaning of her 
first initial. She ssked her hubby, but he very impolitely replied, 
"It is none of your business". 

One day she visited her mother- in-ltw and pumped her until she 

found out. That evening, while Herr Q. Liedtz wes toasting his feet 
before the fire, he heard a knock on the door. It was the wife. She 
threw her arms around his neck and murmured, "Well, I'm beck, dear 
Querulieren. Herr Liedtz went orazy and immediately proceeded to 
murder his children. 

As a punishment for his terrible deed he wes declered subject to 
his cousin, Surystheus, and compelled to perform his commands. 3urys- 
theus, knowing well how little a staid, peace-loving Dutchman relished 
personal danger, enjoined upon Herr Liedtz a succession of twelve 
desperate undertakings. The first was the combat with the lion of 
Nemea, the skin of which he was told to bring back. After fortifying 
himself with several glasses of Germen ale, Q. set out cautiously up 
the valley of Uemea. As he rounded a particularly big boulder he 
came suddenly or the lion eating a goat. Our hero stared very im- 
politely at the lion and the lion returned the compliment. Then the 
lion ra8de the first friendly advances by rushing with open mouth at 
Herr Q. Liedtz. Did that gentleman stand end bandy words? He did 
not. Dropping his club and arrows he fled for his life. Over hill 
and dele, day after day, they went, Herr always meintsining his lead 
of two jumps. At the end of the eighth day the lion dropped dead 
from starvation 8nd esheustion. Liedtz continued on until he was as 
he thought, a safe distance, two hundred yards. There he crouched 
until he was sure the beast was dead. Then, retracing his steps and 
picking up the lion, he cerried it on his shoulders back to Surys- 

The tesk of slaughtering Hydra, the W8ter serpent, he performed 
easily by dropping a rock on its neck and then burning off its heeds. 

The third labor was the capture of the boar that haunted Mount 
2rymauthus. This was accomplished by a very clever bit of strategy. 
Herr Liedtz approached within a hundred feet of the boar before he 
was seen. Then ensued e fast and furious ch8se thet ended with Q. 
up a tree and the boar underneath. Anxious to place as much space 
as possible between himself and the boar, he climbed to the topmost 
branoh. The limb broke and two hundred pounds of Dutchman fell with 
a sickening thud upon the boar's back. Heedless to say, the boar 
wes placed "hors de combat". 

The remeining nine undertakings the Goddess of Chance favored 
and Herr Q. Liedtz was freed from his bondage. He sought retirement, 
but so greet had beoome his fame that he had no peace. Svery one had 
some monster to be killed or some dangerous deed to be done. At last, 
driven by desperation he built a funeral pyre and mounted it. Thus 

Herr Q. Liedtz wes consumed end carried to dwell with the gods. 

- Wesley Angell - 

Idea suggested by a somewhat similar treatment of Beowulf in 
the Boston College Stylus of several months ego. 

The Yalue of the Weekly Letter 

Did you ever hear the old saying to the effect that if a boy is 
thoughtful of his mother, it is a sure sign that he will he thought- 
ful of someone else some day? I have heard it many times and have 
noticed a few instances where it has proved to he true. 

I have in mind a certain young man by the name of Tom who was 
brought up in the oountry. He was a "regular boy", always full of 
life and fun, but in the midst of all of his fun he was never thought- 
less of his mother. He was very careful when going out in the woods, 
or in any place where there might be some danger, to return promptly 
at the time he had set, in order to save any possible worry on the 
part of his mother. 

Many little instances similar to this show Tom's thought fulness 
as s boy, but "when he became a man" that W8S one childish trait that 
he did not "put away". 

At the age of nineteen he left home, but he did not forget about 
his mother. The first Sunday evening that he was away from home he 
began to form a habit that he has never got away from - thst was, 
writing to his mother. JSo matter where he is or under what circum- 
stances, he never fails to write that letter on Sunday evening, and 
it is one of the most pleasant things his mother has to look forward 
to all through the week. 

Many young men would write only occasionally and not think about 
the joy it would give their mothers to expect a regular, cheery letter 
that never failed to arrive the first part of the week. So far as 
the weekly letter is concerned, "anticipation" is almost as good as 
"realization". Tom does not have a great amount of interesting news 
to write home every week, but he always finds something to write 
about, for he realizes how disanpointed his mother would be if he 
should forget, or fail for any reason to write his weekly letter. 

Tom does many other things to show his love 8nd respect for his 
mother. He never fails to remember her with e nice gift on her birth- 
day 8nd on Christmas, as well as several other times during the year. 
Always on Mother's Day, if he is too far away to go visit her, he 
telegraphs her a bunoh of carnations. Many of those attentions cost 
much more than a piece of writing paper and a two-cent stemp, but 
they do not mean anymore to her. She says that she always appreci- 
ates anything that he does for her, but there is never anything that 
he does or can do that she appreciates quite like the weekly letter. 
It is not so much its value, but it is the thought fulness that 
prompts it. 

Now Tom is married end has two children. His home and family 
ceres take up much of his time and attention, hut at the same timo 
he still remembers his mother with the weekly letter as of other 

I wonder if our S. H. C. hoys show the same thoughtful dis- 
position and the seme capacity for enduring friendships. 

- Arline Leavitt - 

The Chapel Clock Speaks 

"Tiok-tock-tick-tock- half- past ten - how lonesome it is in here.' 
I wish some one would come in to practice his piano lesson - tick- 
tock-tick. Eleven o'clock-tick - eh, I hear someone coming - tock. 
Good, it's a young lady with her music hook. 

"Tick- took- half-past eleven - that half-hour was spent pleasant- 
ly. Only ten more minutes until the students assemble for Chapel. 
Tiok-tock-there 's the bell for dismissal of classes - tick-tock - I 
wonder who will speak in chapel to-day. It is 8 rare privilege for 
the students to be able to enjoy these chapel services each day. They 
ere usually only a half-hour in length, but many beneficial lessons 
have been brought to us in that brief time. How often I have seen 
the students enjoy the song and prayer services together here. 

"There goes the second bell - tick-took-tiek-tock - the students 
are assembling now; they chatter pleasantly with each other. There 
is Reverend Angell - how worn he looks; he seems to be sharing every- 
one's burdens. Here is President Nease. He has a pleasant word for 
all. The students love him and hold him in the highest esteem. I 
see Reverend Miller is with him. Mr. Miller is another who is beloved 
by the students. Tick-tock - Mr. Ames is smiling as usual - tick- 
tock - Mr. Pilling surely likes his ctndy; I see he is trying to 
finish his lsst mouthful before chapel begins. Tick-took - there is 
Professor Munro. She stops to speak with a student; she is never 
too busy to offer e bit of beneficial advice, or to help master a 
difficult situation. Tick-tock - Professor Goozee has come in - 
what poise of dignity and humility she possesses.' Professor Harris 
is now present. She is a little woman of few words; but how valuable 
are those fev/.' Professor Gardner has taken his customary seat. I 
see in him the combination of scientist and preacher, revealed in 
his depth of thought and simplicity of expression. Tick-tock - here 
is Professor Wilson, another quiet little woman with a deep concern 
for others. 

"Miss French has taken her usual point of vantage. Her eyes 
scan the audience and she registers the names of absentees among the 
girls. Good-naturedly she performs the unpleasant tasks. Mr. Millet 
is also watching for vacant seats; now and then he registers the 
name of an absentee. How often he has inspired the students to a 
sterner effort by his simple and direct speech. 

"Now Professor Benner is announcing a song. He is a competent 
leader, and will not be satisfied with half-hearted singing on the 
part of his audience. He is a teacher with originality of thought 
and clearness of expression. 

"Heartily the orchestra gives forth its stirring music. 
Professor Spangenberg presides faithfully at the piano. Mr. Benner 
and Mr. Deware sound out martial notes from Tube and Baritone, while 
Mr. Gardner with Trombone produces strong, mellow notes. Mr. Haas 
and Mr. Shields add volume to the music with vibrant tones from 
Cornets. Miss Dorothy Peavey and Miss Foots bring forth sweet music 
from their violins, while Miss Ethelyn Peavey renders deep resonant 
notes with her 'Cello. How well the students play and sing; it is 
a rare privilege to hear such harmony and freedom in song. 

"Tick-toe*- - now they are going to prayer. To see such a group 
of students "kneel in prayer is indeed en impressive scene. Tick-tock- 

"How comes the announcements - tick-tock - 'Band rehearsal at 
four o'clock' - good-tick-President Hesse says that the presence 
rather than the absence of Academy students is desired in the study 
hall -tick-tock. 

"Reverend Miller is now speaking - another treat for us - 
♦Acts 27:12 - When the south wind blew softly --'. He is likening 
the soft blowing of the south wind to the plausibilities of the world 
as they make their appeal to the Christian. Tick-tock - what's that 
he is saying now? -'It's the good we choose that makes the difference.' 
Tiok-tock- 'Don't be afraid to face the adverse side of a situation'- 
tiok-tock -'No hasty decision brings good results; no decision can 
be adequate without God, '-quite right, Mr. Miller - tiek-tock-tick- 
twelve- fifteen - he is concluding his bit of excellent advice - It's 
not the yesterdays, but the to-days that count in this life'. Tick- 
tock - there's the dinner bell; Mr. Pilling and Mr. Rivers start 
up expectantly - youngsters as they are, they have been casting hasty 
glances at ray face, and have been waiting a bit impatiently for dinner. 

"Tick-tock - all rise, and Professor Gardner pronounces the 
benediction. Miss Spangenberg strikes a chord, and like soldiers 
the students face toward the center aisle. As the orchestra begins 
to play the young men end women proceed row by row to fall in step 
with each other and march from the chapel, two abreast. It is a 
pleasure to see them march out in such orderly fashion. The faces 
of some of the students show that Mr. Miller's message has made a 
lasting impression on their minds. 

"Tick-tock - the re '8 the last bell for dinner - tick-took-tick- 
took - how quiet it is in here - tick-tock." 

- Armond Rush - 


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Thinking With 3. N. 0. 

Whet is Eastern Eazarene College? Or more pertinently. Who is 
Eastern Nazerene College? Is E.N.C. made up of things? of books? of 
"beautiful campus? of "buildings? It is true she has all these. 

One might stroll leisurely sbout and admire the natural attrac- 
tiveness of her campus; he might search out snd hold dear the tra- 
ditions hidden in the spacious halls and parlors of her Mansion; or 
he might pore over the voluminous wealth of knowledge in her library, 
end yet not know E.N.C. He could thus become acquainted only with 
her externalities. 

i are Eastern Nazarene College - the students, the faculty, and 
the management. Our ideals are her ideels; our aims are her aims. En 
masse as we make ourselves we meke E.N.C. If one of us tekes en ettit- 
ude of indifference to spirituel or intellectual obligetions, he is 
robbing E.N.C. while he robs himself. If he is contented with small- 
ness, his part of E.N.C. will remain undeveloped and narrow. 

The one of us who is building strong character, pressing to in- 
tellectual heights, end striving for spirituel development, he it is 
who is making E.N.C. bigger, stronger and nobler. He is an asset to 
her, a vitel part of her noblest self. 

We meke the rules of E.N.C. Our conduct determines the making of 
rules and the degree to which they must be enforced, ^very ect we do 
affects a fellow being, either for good or for bad; therefore our con- 
duct must be governed by unselfish and thoughtful judgment. Rules are 

guide-posts to self control end consideration for our fellow men. 
Paul says, "The lew is not made for the righteous man, hut for 
the lawless and disobedient." 

Bringing oneself "under" means self-sacrifice - the subjection 
of selfish desires to higher, nobler aspirations, under whose nurtur- 
ing influence character blooms forth into fragrant fruition. 


Courtesy - In the "Dorm T 

"Whose water is this on the gas stove heating?" Helen called to 
the girls upstairs. 

"It's mine," replied Mary, hurrying out into the hall. 

"Well, I just wented to tell you that it was boiling," Helen 
replied calmly. 

"All right, turn it off then," was Mary's only reply, and her 
voice h8d that commanding tone that makes one feel like 'sitting up 
end taking notice. ' 

When I heard Mary's response without a "please" or a "thank you", 
I looked at my room mate end she looked at me. It wes not thet either 
of us felt particularly criticel, or thet we held eny grudge against 
Mary, that mede us wonder, but we could not help noticing her blunt 
command - "All right, turn it off then." 

Helen was doing her a fsvor by informing her thet the weter wes 
hot, but Mary did not seem to accept it very gracefully. 

Why could she not heve seid either, "Thank you, will you turn 
it off?" or "All right, turn it off, please"? It seemed thet the 
least she could heve done was either to thank Helen or to ask as a 
fevor if she did not went to humble herself - so she would cell it - 
to do both. Surely it would not have cost her anything end it would 
heve sounded much better. 

Then I tried to think whether or not I hsd ever heerd her say 
"please" or "thenk you", end I must confess thet I feiled to recell 
the time. She does not sey things in such e commanding wey intention- 
ally, I believe, but it is her neturel wey of speeking. However I 
am inclined to believe that more people would be willing to do whet 
she wanted them to, if she would esk in e more pleesent wey. 

Thet little incident mede me wonder whether or not I em alweys 
as thoughtful as I might be. Do I request people to do certain things, 
or do I command them? Although 'giving of commands' may not be my 
besetting sin as it seems to be Mary's, I shall try to remember when I 
want the gas turned off to say, "All right, thank you, please turn it off'J 


Courtesy - In the Dining-Room 

As I entered the dining hall my attention wes attracted to a 
group of students who were chatting pleasantly. A ne8tly dressed 
young man seemed to he the center of the group. His manner "betrayed 
the pleasurable evidence of self- forget fulness. Everyone was enjoy- 
ing his company. 

Noticing that 1 was 8 visitor, and alone, he sauntered toward 
me, introduced himself, and asked me to sit at his table. His 
thought fulness and his free, easy bearing gave me such composure as 
I had not hitherto felt among strangers. 

He took care to see that I was seated near him at the dining 
table. Some of the students cast hasty glances at me, but evidently 
they were too shy to speak. He relieved the tense situation by 
introducing me to each individual at the table. 

I 8draired the self-possession of my friend. He ate slowly and 
moderately - hurry or greed was far removed from his manner. Mean- 
while he exchanged remarks with the other diners; he was well-in- 
formed on current topics, and spoke in a quiet, self-assured tone. 
His conversation was completely devoid of slighting personal remarks 
and common table gossip. His humor was wholesome and entertaining, 
and added to the pleasure of the meal. He was ever concerned for 
those about him; and, although he was apparently unconscious of the 
fact , yet I could sense the regard that each one present held for 

I enjoyed my dinner much more than I had anticipated. As we 
rose from the table, I watched ray friend. He gently replaced his 
chair, and politely stepped aside, allowing the others to go before 

Outside the dining hall we resumed our conversation. He was 
soon* forced to leave me. He gave me a hearty invitation to return 
and bade me good-bye. As he walked briskly to his duties I thought, 

"He little realizes how much our short acquaintance h8s meant 
to me." 


Gourtesy - In Table Talk 

There are many reasons 7/hy the time spent at the dining hall 
should be the pleasant est and happiest of the day. The meeting of 
the students at the dining hall gives us good opportunity to hold 
pleasant conversation and discussions which benefit everyone. The 
table is not a place to dieouss Theology or other subjects which do 

not interest everyone. At Table Number Seven there arises every 
morning, noon and night a theological question about tri - tri_ 
0h f I know now^richotomist and dichotomist-between Mr. A and 
Mr. B. I am sure this conversation is not very profiteble to most 
of us who sit at that table because we don't understand what they 
talk about. £_. ^ 

Table talk should be general. This is one of the rules of the 
dining room. This rule is all right, and it is carried out very 
well. We seldom see two students talking together in a low tone 
so that nobody else can hear. Yet of what interest is it to the 
other students at that table to listen to two young men discuss 
whether man has two or three beings, (such as soul, intellect, and 
religious nature), and then to have these same two get"righteously 
indignant" at each other the next day because they disagree as to 
what death is? I think, although the students may follow the rules 
of the dining hall by being general in their talk, they should try 
to talk about subjects in which the others will be interested — -- 
subjects which all can take part in discussing. 


The Necessity of Praying Definitely 

Sometimes here at school I heve got down on my knees to talk 
with God it has almost seemed a sin to take the time to pray, -there 
were so many things to do. But that verse from the Bible came to 
me, n Men ought always to prey;" I told the Lord I was thankful that 
He put that in His Book. In a woman's home where I used to be at 
family prayers very often I heard my friend praying for her loved 
ones; she said, "If we do not pray for our loved ones, who will?" 
I never forgot th8t-: "If we do not pray for our loved ones, who will?" 
The Lord does not want us to lose our burden for lost souls. You and 
I m8y not be burdened for the same one: I may heve the burden for 
a certain person end while you may know the individual as intimately 
as I do yet you may not be burdened for the soul. If I do not pray 
for that soul, who will? 



There ©re many things which would leed us to believe that we 
ere careless and not thoughtful enough. Have you not often gone 
into the library to study and found two or three people whispering 
and laughing; and then after they got through or even before, others 
would begin? Did they stop to think what they were doing? Did 
they realize that several people were trying to get some lesson 
which was hard to concentrate upon and still more that they might have 
been working hard so that by the time they came to the library they 
were exceedingly tired and consequently unable to concentrate as 
well as they could have done otherwise? 

Have you never seen someone throw paper ©bout the rooms and 
scatter anything which they wished to dispose of wherever they happen 
to be? Did they stop to realize how the paper on the class room 
floors and scattered about the campus looks to visitors? Did they 
stop to think that some one would have to work harder to clean up 
the paper and other refuse than they would have had to, to put it 
where it belonged in the first place? Have you not noticed pencil 
marks on the furniture and walls? Did the ones who used their 
pencils thus realize that they were not adding to the ©ttractiveness 
of E.H.C.? Have you not noticed skates or books left cluttering 
the hall long after skating time, long after the books ©re no longer 
studied? Do the ones who left their belongings there ever stop 
long enough to see how unneocessary it is to the completeness of 
the hall to have these things left there week after week or even 
month after month? 

How easy it is for us to think thet © piece of paper or a 
candy box or a pencil mark or a pair of skates or a book or a hun- 
dred and one other things will do no harm. But if we were very thought 
ful would we not soon come to the conclusion that there is harm in 
putting things in any but their proper places? Would not a little* 
thought tell us to be more thoughtful? 


Do the Students of E. N. C. Appreciate Their Campus? 

I think the majority of E. U. C. students do appreciate their 
campus - but there are a few who do not. I have seen some students 
deliberately walk "by a piece of peper on the driveway and never 
think of picking it up. They seemingly did not notice it was there. 
Others I have seen carelessly throw paper around. Perheps they 
did not realize they did, hut a little thoughtlessness will sadly 
mar the campus. le have a beautiful cempus; let us every one 
keep it so. 


The students are careful of their campus. If 
they have a gum wrapper or a candy bos, they will deposit it in 
the rubbish barrel although it is easier to throw it on the ground 
where they are standing. There are a few who have not yet 
realized that the college cempus belongs to them as well as to 
anyone else. The other day one student was marking on the build- 
ing, and immediately he was rebuked by two or three students who 
were standing nearby. 



Then There Was Trouble 
Professor: "Tour last paper was very difficult to read. Your work 

should "be written so that the most ignorant will be able 
to understand it." 
Student: "Yes, sir. Whet part didn't you understand?" 

-Youngstown Telegram, 

Times Have Uot Changed- "Before pens were invented", wrote an 
English schoolboy, "the pinion of one goose was used to spread the 
opinions of another", -family Herald and Weekly Star. 


Sure Thing-. "'What are you going to do for a living?" 
"Write what?" 
"Home." - Life 


What a Little "Comma" Can Do - This instance of what confusion 
misplaced commas can produce has been noticed: 

"Lord Palmerston then entered upon his head, a white hat upon 
his feet, large but well-polished boots upon his brow, a dark cloud 
in his hand, his faithful walking stick in his eye, a dark menacing 
glare stying nothing." - Hardware World 


k little three-year-old boy had been at church Sunday and heard 
the choir sing, "The consecrated Cross I'd bear." On the way home 
he inquired, "Mamma v/hat is 8 consecrated cross-eyed bear?" 


Miss French:- Who is it that persists in cutting articles out of 

this newspaper? 
Miss Cutter:- One of those cliptomaniacs, evidently. 

An evangelist had "been called to a eity church that gives considerable 
attention to music. The order of exercises cells for an anthem sfter 
the invocation. On this occasion the choir had selected an evening 
song. Imagine f therefore, the strange minister's feelings when he 
heard st the very "beginning of the service the petition rising on 
the wings of song "Guard us while we sleep." - Selected. 


Hext Case.' - "That is your occupation?" asked the judge sternly. 

"I haven't any," replied the man. "I just circulate 
around so to speak." 

"Please note," said the judge turning to the clerk, 
"that this gentleman is retired from circulation for thirty days." 


Some Striking Similes 

The pug after the "battle looked like he had stuck his head in 
8 bag full of cats to see who was there.- Thomas M. Morrow. 


About as much chance as a quart of whiskey on an Indian 
reservation. - Peter B. Kyne 


About as thrilling as a lesson in swimming would be to a middle- 
aged goldfish. - "Bugs" Baer. 

The Editor's Tiewpoint 

Simpkins considered himself a humorist. He sent a selection of his 
original jokes to the editor of a newspaper and confidently awaited a 
remittance. His excitement ran high when he received a letter, obviously 
from the newspaper office. 

He opened it with feverish haste. There was no check, however, just 
a small note follows: 

"Lear Sir: Your jokes received. Some we have seen before; some we 
have not seen yet." - "Vancouver Province. 


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